School! ! !
I wished for you now I'm screwed,
Now ‘cause you're here now I'm doomed
I guess its ‘cause
I was I fooled? ? ?
Freedom I thought you would bring me
My life with you has been nothing but cold iced tea.
Sweet at first with a sense of relief
But now you're all bitter with nothing but grief.
My Bell.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem